Bliss, And I Don't Mean The Fort

I spent eight hours of my day on a bus.
While not exactly my definition of a good time, today was easily one of the best I've had in months. I wasn't stressed out about anything. Nothing. The man formerly known as boyfriend and I are on good terms, no drama, no fussing, though I'd be lying if I said I expected things would cool off this fast. I got to talk to a friend of mine as well as my Daddy on the phone today. I wasn't at work, which is always a plus. I got to read most of the day, which just topped it all off quite nicely for me.

I picked up a copy of Success Magazine today, and, I must say, I'm a fan.
While being a little underhandedly female oriented-which it took me reading about 4 different articles to actually catch on to- it is one of the most positive messages I've read in a while. One of my favorite things about this magazine is that the overwhelming message that I saw presented was take care of yourself. How many places do we actually hear that these days? I know my friends/family are about it for me.
So, after reading through this lovely magazine, I came up with a revised list of goals for my 24th year:

-Gym minimum 1x weekly (though I'm hoping I exceed that quickly and happily)
-Give at least 5 compliments daily, and go out of my way to do something nice for someone at least 1x daily. (People are my strength, and what makes me happy. It's a good goal to work on that.)
-Set aside a portion of money from each paycheck to buy something truly nice for myself. (Not just a tank top from the PX, something that improves my quality of life, and presentation of such.)
-Journal at least 3x weekly- blogs don't count!
-Minimum of 1 obligatory prayer daily. (The Faith asks for three, but I've been failing at this, so I'm starting slowly.)

It's been a really good day. It feels like the pieces are just sort of falling together today, and I'm truly grateful for that feeling. I hope I can keep this up.